ThunderClan Hunting Grounds

((This is for when our cats are out hunting.))

Lemonpaw scented the air she smelled mouse "mouse" Lemonpaw whispered.

SkyPaw looked up. <Ah-hah! There's that hawk I scented!> she thought. She waited. She heard a fat mouse scurrying along. She waited...
When the hawk had just reached the mouse, she pounced. She killed both the mouse and the hawk, than went off in search of more prey.

Lemonpaw gave Skypaw a glare.

SkyPaw grinned. Then she turned to smell the air-
"Huh?" SkyPaw said. "Dog?!"

Lemonpaw scented the air "no fox," she replied.

"Sorry, I have some kinda cold. It's not bad, but my scents get muddled up sometimes." SkyPaw mewed. Quickly and carefully, Skypaw placed her prey under the trunk of a tree, near the roots, where she knew neither a fat fox snout nor a clumsy badger paw would reach. only the hooked claws on a slim cat's paw would get under to reach the prey. "Now what?"